I love my Mother In Law but, I'd rather eat the aforementioned moose turds than her cooking. Ketchup as a base for stew and spaghetti, overcooked veggies and steaks you could nail to the bottom of your shoes and walk across Europe thrice before they show the slightest wear is NOT the way to this fat gourmands tummy.

Crazymuthafarker:I love my Mother In Law but, I'd rather eat the aforementioned moose turds than her cooking. Ketchup as a base for stew and spaghetti, overcooked veggies and steaks you could nail to the bottom of your shoes and walk across Europe thrice before they show the slightest wear is NOT the way to this fat gourmands tummy.

/I sound fat? No. I AM fat. I make fat work.

Two days in the woods or so, I'm betting if you were presented with a platter of her food, you'd eat it and thank her. It's just a guess but hunger has strange effects on food quality tolerance - I went backpacking many moons ago and one of the provided dried meals was vegetarian 'tacos' that tasted gross at base camp when sampling - but 3 days out on the trail, exhausted and starving, it was scarfed down quickly.